"How painful is it for a woman to give birth? Don't just scold people. When I gave birth, I almost wanted to chop you up. Can't you let your wife scold you a bit to let off steam?"
Glared fiercely at Xia Yuan, Princess Anle turned to her son, earnestly teaching him, "Ah Zheng, you're about to become a father. Look at how much suffering your wife has endured to give you a child? Remember, you have to treat your wife even better in the future. If she suffers even a bit, just see if I don't..."
Waaa waaa waaa!
Before Princess Anle could finish her words, the room suddenly erupted with a very loud cry.
Everyone froze for a moment but then quickly perked up.
"It's born? It's born! It's born!"
"Yes, born. Listen to the loud cry of this child, it must be a boy..."
Xia Zhen's words weren't finished when he was immediately silenced by a sharp glare from his old father, shrinking back and tightly closing his mouth.
